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Apr 23, 2023
The Burning Of The Books
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Die Bücherverbrennung Als das Regime befahl, die Bücher zu verbrennen Das unrechtmäßig waren, fuhren Ochsen die Karren Und die Scheiterhaufe...
Jan 20, 2021
A Worker Reads History
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Who built the seven gates of Thebes? The books are filled with names of kings. Was it the kings who hauled the craggy blocks of stone? And B...
Mar 20, 2019
Another day
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Another day. I follow another path, Enter the leafing woodland, visit the spring Or the rocks where the roses bloom Or search from a look...
Oct 4, 2013
Love
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Love That’s it: The cashless commerce. The blanket always too short. The loose connexion. To search behind the horizon. To brush fal...
Apr 12, 2012
What Must Be Said
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Why do I stay silent, conceal for too long What is obvious and has been Practiced in war games, at the end of which we as survivors Are a...
May 16, 2009
First they came...
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When the Nazis came for the communists, I remained silent; I was not a communist. Then they locked up the social democrats, I remained silen...
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